I'm drawn to the blood. The flight of a one-winged dove. How? How did this happen?. How? How did this happen?. The strength of his arm. My lover caught me off guard.
I'm drawn to the blood. The flight of a one-winged dove. How? How did this happen?. How? How did this happen?. The strength of his arm. My lover caught me off guard.
Spirit of my silence I can hear you. But I'm afraid to be near you. And I don't know where to begin. And I don't know where to begin. Somewhere in the desert there's a forest.
Spirit of my silence I can hear you. But I'm afraid to be near you. And I don't know where to begin. And I don't know where to begin. Somewhere in the desert there's a forest.